Become the favorite of the sickly lady

Chapter 71

In the past, Fang Feiding would have avoided it with embarrassment, but maybe it was because he could go to the warm hot spring immediately to bring hope, or because the faint fragrance of ink in his nose became more and more obvious, so that at this moment The entire lips were stained with the fragrance of ink.

She was short of breath, and with a flushed face, she looked at Lin Qian shyly while wanting to speak, her lips parted slightly, and she took a bite directly.

Although she knew that her young lady had the habit of biting people in a hurry, Lin Qian never thought that one day she would be bitten like this.

Soft lips, slightly watery touch, plus a slight pain...

"Yeah~"

Lin Qian called out softly, and before she could reply, she poked her fingers more and more excitedly, feeling the softer touch on her fingers, with a look of anticipation:

"Miss, take another bite."

Fang Fei glared at Lin Qian with hatred, her blush spread to her neck, her lips pressed hard, but when she saw Lin Qian frowning slightly, her eyes were still bright and looked over, the force on her lips stopped again.

"Qian'er, don't make trouble~"

Accompanied by an unknowingly soft begging tone, Fang Fei quickly took two steps back. Although her back was not turned to Lin Qian, it was obvious that the little courage that had been well up with great difficulty was gone at this moment.

In the not-so-bright light, the finger was still held up, and it was clearly illuminated by a circle of faint teeth marks and the faint watery light around the teeth marks.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Lin Qian's eyes were still full of lust and dissatisfaction.

Fang Fei subconsciously tightened the handkerchief in her hand, and wanted to look away, but she couldn't bear to look away.

There were so many contradictions, Lin Qian took a short breath, but took a step forward.

Fang Fei trembled and bit her lips, the water in her eyes became more intense:

"Qian'er, haven't you chosen a good place?"

Although she still didn't escape, the young lady who looked like this always felt that she was about to be pushed to the extreme again.

These days, Lin Qian, who is particularly sensitive to the fact that young ladies are pushed to the extreme, is now filled with excitement and reluctantly being poured cold water on her.

Sighing with sorrow and resentment in her heart, Lin Qian withdrew her steps and carefully scanned her lady from top to bottom before slowly retracting the raised finger:

"That's right, Miss today has a good rest, and we'll go out early tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Lin Qian looked at Fang Fei, who was obviously relieved, her fingers were a little itchy, but after the recent surge in restraint, she didn't do anything except look hotter:

"Then Qian'er will go back first, and prepare for tomorrow's trip."

"Ah."

When will the lady not be shy?

When will she be able to casually kiss, hug and hold high, and even do other things?

Among such incomparable grief, the only thing that made Lin Qian more fortunate was that she could look at the shallow tooth marks on her fingers to comfort herself.

But that finger was stained with ink. Although the lady wiped it off with a handkerchief, it still smelled like ink. It shouldn't be hygienic, right?

***

The next day was a rare sunny day. Although it was not warm due to the sunshine in the winter morning, it made people feel better just looking at it.

Fang Fei obviously had a good rest yesterday, her long black hair was draped softly, her fair skin was faintly flushed by the sun, her eyes full of autumn water seemed to be full of love, and her pink lips were slightly curved.

It just looks better than ever.

While combing her hair neatly, Lin Qian glanced at Fang Fei frequently. Although she was usually amazed, she was more concerned with indescribable worry.

There are more eyes like that, looking at the bun gradually rolled up in the bronze mirror, Fang Fei said softly:

"Qian'er, what's wrong?"

Lin Qian picked out a red jade hairpin from the jewelry box to insert for Fang Fei, stepped back, and expressed all the worry in her eyes with words:

"Although Qian'er's hands were wiped clean by the lady yesterday, they were never washed. The lady bit her finger. Qian'er is very worried if there is any discomfort today."

The red jade hairpin trembled slightly, making a crisp sound, and the white complexion of the person in the bronze mirror instantly turned red.

"Miss is feeling better, but you must not be careless. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell Qian'er."

Lin Qian, who was born on the other hand, kept talking non-stop, never giving anyone a chance to deceive others.

"Qian'er..."

"Well, Qian'er is here."

"You're a little too noisy."

Lin Qian: "...Miss actually despises Qian'er!!"

The author has something to say: the progress is slow, huh~